Violent Tribe

(albüm: Carpe Diem - 2000)

Join the crowd of leeches
Outcast of the world
Gathered are the species
All the misfits of the earth

The subhuman nation
Terrifying scene
Second hand civilization
Violent in extreme

All are we covered by blackened clouds
See how we rot from the inside and out
Hold on to yourself

Stick to your guns, law of the jungle
The truth here is worse than the lie
All numb, hearts made of steel
Fear for your life cause the violent tribe is for real

Culture of destruction
Dead society
Never turn your back
Cause you don't know your enemy

Chaos and disorder
Like a third world war
Blood flows like water
In this stinking sour

Out here where life is worth nothing to some
Down in the gutter you're second to none
Never close your eyes
(Don't close your eyes!)

Stick to your guns, law of the jungle
The truth here is worse than the lie
All numb, hearts made of steel
Fear for your life cause the violent tribe is for real

Among this scum in this miserable slum you're alone
You cannot run, you cannot escape, there's no getaway
There ain't no sanctuary, there's no relief, no way out of here

Children of aggression
Twenty first century trash
A terror vision
In your face
In your face

Kill for no reason and show no remorse
Brothers in treason reject from the laws
Hold your spirit high

Stick to your guns, law of the jungle
The truth here is worse than the lie
All numb, hearts made of steel
Fear for your life cause the violent tribe is for real

The truth here is worse than the lie
All numb, hearts made of steel
Fear for your life, gotta fight to survive
Cause the violent tribe is for real